The two people on the couch were previously entangled.
Though merely embracing each other, their clothes were disheveled. And under the watchful eyes of the public, whether it was voluntary or a scheme, the reputation was utterly ruined.
Those who witnessed everything were instantly in an uproar, rushing even closer.
At this moment, as if annoyed by the commotion, the two people on the couch looked over unhappily.
Their faces, the man handsome, the woman charming, now flushed, eyes bewildered, their initially unclear features now completely visible.
Mrs. Xia hadn't reacted, but Zhao Hua, shocked as if seeing a ghost, screamed, then extended his arm to block the approaching people: "Everyone out! Get out!"
His reaction was quick, and his actions even quicker.
However, the crowd that had already entered the room had seen the faces of the two people on the couch clearly.
